eon

multiple millennia reduced to
centuries, centuries reduced to
decades & a period of decades
making up the life of one
completely random, accidental,
insignificant & meaningless
life, found on one planet in a
galaxy, in a universe of which it is
only an infinitesimally small
speck, a stain on the passage of
the miniscule history of this
species.

born beneath a sun,
like absolutely everyone else---
later said to be a “sign,”
a “sign”
later to be described as “bad”---
found down the river
in the depths of the city
amidst the pollution & rats---
the mother told the father &
the father left when he heard.

now, many a psychiatrist will say
that the abandonment of the father
early on, would promote down the line
an individual who is constantly devoid
of trust for another human being,
that is, being loved in such a manner
that one might develop such a
relation with said individual is an
impossibility &
many a shrink will determine this to
be the case even more, when both
parents bail on said child, but
mother could not afford to raise
this kid on her own, despite whatever
other reasons might have existed at
the time.

large gaps &
plot holes make up the
formative years, the childhood, the
teenage chaos & the early
adulthood, but the important
thing is that the world was not
kind to this little speck, this
little conglomerate of
stardust.

an absence of kindness does not
always force one to “take the
higher road”---though society
may want this to be the case,
many differ when it comes to
the opinion that the best way to
deal with a life not asked for,
is to show compassion for those
that beat on you, that rape you,
that beat on you again,
that put you through intense
physical torture, humiliate you,
pass you off like garbage from
institution to institution & take
no responsibility for the wreckage
that your body & mind become
as a direct result of this occurring.

damage takes on a human face &
depending on the charisma that
evolution has shed upon this specific
human in this specific time, s/he
may sink to the depths of submission,
taking all the wrongs done to them
out on themselves, inevitably ending
in suicide---where a small, punctual
moment of the earth shattering may
touch the few people that even knew
this damaged individual existed,
as the candle quickly extinguishes
without a sound---
however,
s/he may be dealt a charisma that fills
the room with hypnotic rage, the kind
which can stir the masses, the kind
which can relate the experiences of
one to the many & with that hold, with
that unmatchable power, s/he may
be able to encourage the rise of violence
not yet measured by any scale---s/he
may bring others to do their bidding
by sheer implanted thoughts, s/he may
personally destroy others one by one
as well, always getting help by those
that will claim later to “have known no
better.”

as to this date, no one individual, no
group of individuals & no nation of
individuals has been responsible for the
elimination of all the species---books &
movies are spit out repeatedly concerning
those who have come close, but such
a story is as random as a supposed “saint”
arising---such compassionate people that
inspire love & trust (things denied to so
many others) seem to roar atop the buildings &
mountains, echoing down the streets---
their stories are told in desperate hope
made by those humans enjoying the rewards,
so as to drown out those that reveal the very
essence of what it is to be on the neglected
side of this history of “culture” & “progress.”

when the neglected consider causing
damage to everything, to everyone, to
all things animate & inanimate, to access
all the anger bred by constant pain
bestowed on them & to focus that
rage in a deliberate manner towards the
rest of the species who will continue to claim
until their dying day that the fault of all the
wrongdoing to one is the responsibility of
that same individual,
then it is those that neglect, cause harm
(without conscience), who reap the happy
smiles on earth & who do not think about
the ramifications that it has on others who
will no doubt be the first to want to lock
away any such people, to kill such people,
to anesthetize such people & stop such a
change in the scheme of things from
happening---as it always has been---but
damage will not go away when it is
addressed in such an unsavory manner,
rather, it will multiply, it will strengthen
from within & it will be ready when
the reapers of the earth are at their
weakest, like a wild cat watching its
prey, limping in the forest.

with a indiscriminate wrath more
complete than anything imagined by
the most horrific of “god” conjurers,
slashing, tearing, claws, throw the
whole big rock off its balance,
flushing away all remnants of a
selfish & sick species whose time’s
long been calling.